My best friend
Last week was my spring break or sprang break as some people like to call it these days anyway, most people my age go on an extravagant trip or they go visit family from out of state or they party all night, but I however went to the beach once and went to watch an MMA fight. Both the MMA fight and beach were enjoyable but what was more enjoyable to me, was having those days where my day consisted of waking up, going to Starbucks, coming back home, eating breakfast, watching Netflix for three hours, getting lunch, coming back home to watch more Netflix, going to Yogurtland, coming back home to watch a little more Netflix, finally going to sleep and the next day repeat. It was those simple activities that were for me, the best times during my spring break. Why were those moments the best times to me? It was the best time because I did all of it with my best friend. My sister. My sister Joann is my best friend because she has always been there for me and I mean always. From the moment I was born, my sister was there for me, to take care of me and to make me laugh. As we have gotten older we do more stuff together like going out to lunch, shopping, and going to get coffee at eight pm with my brother to either Euro café or coffee code which are both good places to get coffee.
Although we are not really around the same age, we still manage to understand each other and can always count on each other. I know I can tell here everything because I know she won’t judge me and she will be honest with me which I love. We are so alike but yet so different and I think that’s why we work so well together. I love hanging out with my sister because there is never a dull or boring moment when we are together. Every time we hang out we spend half of the time laughing our butts off and the other half stuffing our faces with food, but not cheeseburgers or chicken nuggets or Chinese food. It’s all vegetarian food because my sister is a vegetarian and I am on my way of becoming one but have not yet made the full transition because my mom won’t let me, it’s okay I still love her to death, so I occasionally eat chicken but only around my mom. I also look up to my sister because she is a strong women and a great mother to my nephew Josiah who I also love death. My sister has taught me to enjoy life and not let other people’s opinions get to me because I am who I am and nobody is going to change that. She constantly is encouraging me to be the best version of myself and to do what makes me feel good. She tells me to embrace my individuality.